saan man ay nahahanap din

Parang kailan lang na akyat panaog ako hanggang sa ika-siyam na palapag tuwing umaga upang maka nakaw ng isang sulyap sa 'labas'. Isang pagtanaw sa 'labas' habang nag lalabas ng kung ano-man.

At noong bandang huli, tila mas nakaaakit ang tanawing natatambad sa 'loob', maski may isang Miss Minchin na minsa'y ako'y napagsabihan na rin na that my pacing is making her dizzy.

Noong nakalipas na taon lang din pala na aksidente kong naihulog sa bintana ng ika-9 na palapag ang aking antipara, habang ako'y nakatingin sa kawalan. Buti na lang sa pagkakataong ito ay walang tuluyang nahulog... muntik lang... muntik lang talaga.  

Time and Beyond 2

For the purpose of argument, the origin and end of life will be dealt as non-concrete concepts. This proposal is based on the non-assuring nature of the two, merely being mental constructs; there is no certainty if there really exist a beginning and an end.  To explain non-concrete concepts, it will be useful to have a point or frame of reference where these concepts can be aligned and be seen in a perspective where a relationship is established. This certain reference to which a relationship is established should be concrete and indubitable; therefore it should be a universal truth. In this regard, there arises the need to define a reference that would form the ground where the concepts of the origin and end of life can be seen as forces acting, be directly or indirectly, on each other. With this, the thought of ‘time’ comes to mind.

 
Time is an entity belonging to mathematics. It is considered as the fourth dimension. The attribute of time as a numerical entity is very important. Mathematics is known as the queen of all sciences for a very formidable reason. Science, though ever changing and evolving, is an exacting art. Its very foundation is built on mathematics; science cannot exist without it. Mathematics is a system in itself; it can stand alone independent of life and its realization is but inevitable. Of all the systems in the universe, mathematics possesses the supremacy in orderliness; it has the closest proximity to perfection, the closest to God-being

stopping by the... errrrr woods on a lazy morning

I was sitting quietly on a bench when a little girl sat beside me and started a friendly talk. And at the middle of it, I was caught off guard by a very unexpected question: 'bakit ka malungkot?' ('why are you sad?'). I was at loss for a reply so I just diverted her attention to different topic. Really... a child's innocent eyes can see through anything.  

http://img11.deviantart.net/cdfc/i/2007/339/8/c/the_taste_of_heaven_by_hannelin.jpg

everybody knows

that the moon is made of cheese

and he who suffers most

finds the purest joys with ease

genuine pain

waxes yonder the carnal

but waning pain

is seemingly eternal

everybody knows

that the moon is made of cheese

to he who dreams in desolation

hope springs without cease

patience is the virtue

and love is the end

but the will has its limit

a point to break and bend

everybody knows

that the moon is made of cheese

if not of the moon

what good is the cheese?

the heart transcends reason

gambles as it please

and everybody knows

that the moon is made of cheese

Return to Sender

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LZmUfUBqE-s

nitong kinahon at ibinaon
sa limot ng kahapon

na sa dilim ng mga ligaw
na anino ay nilumot

ay di mapigil ang pagtambol
ng isang ritmong pamilyar

na sa dakong una ay
kumatok, pinagbuksan, at sinabayan

ngayo'y isang marikit na bangungot
para sa diwa na ibinandona ng antok

kung isa mang patibong ay
nakatutuksong magpabihag muli

kahit na sa isip ay maliwanag
na ito'y isang pagkakamali

pagkat ang buhay sa mundo
sa malas ay maikli

di tulad ng pagsisisi
na hanggang sa himlaya'y bitbit

sa papel na ito
ay aking ipagkakasya
ang lahat na sa iyo'y  nadarama
ngunit di ko mapili
ang mga salita
at di ko rin alam
kung saan magsisimula
kung kaya't ito'y
ititgil ko na
bago pa man matuyo ang tinta
sa naka abang ko na pluma
nang sa gayon
sa susunod ay magamit pa
kapag napili ko na
ang mga salita
at alam ko na
kung saan magsisimula

ako at ako
isang  lipas na kamalayan
na iminulat sa isang hawlang
gawa  sa rehas na pinanday
ng pagaatubili at kahinaan ng loob

ako at ako
lumaki ng paurong
sa natutunang kamangmangan
at di man lang kinailangang
lapatan ng kandado ang pintuan
pagkat hindi mangangahas na tumakas

ako at ako
sa isang sulok natutulog ng mahimbing
sa gabing lahat ay gising
na kung magkataon man
ay huling pagbibigyan
o unang ipagbibigay

ako at ako
nagtatanong, naghahanap, nagbabakasakali
na kahit katiting na anomalya
sa kinagisnang sistema
ay may pagasa pa para sa isang mundo
na ang ako at ako
ay hindi at wala
nananalangin sa isang tagapagligtas
na magpapalaya

death sentence to stagnation... a pretense

effort to forget what needs to be forgotten

I plant a seed every winter
Beautiful sprout of spring
Nurturing the seedling of summer
But never getting past fall
Dying at winter
And im growing old
Growing tired
Of planting a seed every winter

Begging for a second look

Is love... just an illusion of selfishness?

Kaliwete :/

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FZImH9yko1M

summer crunch time

irrationaly yours

committing the same fault
over and over 
and over again

to fall
and to try to stand
just to fall once more

lonely planet

A journey is a continuous search. It begins with an objective to seek an entity that may or may not be dynamic or could even be undefined at the very beginning. Once the purpose is found, the search comes to an end. However, most often than not an end is never met for endings branch out to new journeys. It can be exemplified by a tree’s roots; as the tree grows, the roots grow and make new branches and the new branches create their own branches continuing the process.  A journey only comes to a halt when the pursuer can no longer act on its purpose, usually ending prematurely.

A human being’s journey is a search for emotions. The journey is driven by the satisfaction of emotions such as happiness, sadness, fear, anger, and lust. One seeks not to acquire but rather to feel. It is the feeling that is brought out from the acquisition of the goal that matters. It is the same feeling when gone that decreases the value of the acquired goal thus giving way to the beginning of another journey aiming towards a different entity driven by a different emotion.

Top of the totem pole

Three down. Now comes the hardest part. 

Never Neverland

will you leave me in neverland
and grow your wings and fly
for pixie dust no longer works
and magic no longer makes you smile

will you leave me in neverland
and teach your heart the beat of pain
for shallow joys wont make it grow
a heart that loves knows both loss and gain

 

i will stand in your door
but i will not knock
do you want me to render
a grade 6 murmur?
touche! 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZP_ZWpQMK9k

Thoughts of the light are left to pass
But those of the shadow are well engraved
Lone memories being cherished and held dear
But a soul that flickers is lifeless to the seer
Why love is impersonal yet of sentiment divine
Could the sophist after all be worthy of the laud?
Then i would rather see the light in a different time, in a different world
Where love is alive, celebrated, and awed
And not merely sung as elegies for the callous ears of the lot

In a moment of UNpeace

It is another journey coming to an end and I still do not know where to and what to.
I've had my share of the sweet and the bitter.
Time added to my years but I still am the same old me.
Hoping to see the day that I'll be a changed person, still in search of the sunshine.

An arc of yellow, heaven's smile?

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TF4Orx0765Q